Questions for your Blog, Vol. 2

1. Do you know the age of consent in your state? If so, why
do you know that?

2. Have you read the entire Bible? Do you think those awful,
lying, hypocritical sinners who haven’t should be legally barred from
talking about God and thrown out of their churches?

3. Do you deserve to live? If so, how do you intend to prove
it?

4. How many registered sex offenders are there in your town? Look-up lists here.
Are you one of them? Remember it’s a felony in most states to lie
about it!

5. If you could have killed Hitler in 1938, would you have?
Since we don’t have time machines, if you were convinced there was
someone as bad today, would you make Flash movies about it or just
whine it up in your blog?

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Some Cranes saw a farmer plowing a large field. When the work of
plowing was done, they patiently watched him sow the seed. It was
their feast, they thought.

So, as soon as the Farmer had finished planting and had gone
home, down they flew to the field, and began to eat as fast as
they could.

The Farmer, of course, knew the Cranes and their ways. He had had
experience with such birds before. He soon returned to the field
with a sling. But he did not bring any stones with him. He
expected to scare the Cranes just by swinging the sling in the
air, and shouting loudly at them.

At first the Cranes flew away in great terror. But they soon
began to see that none of them ever got hurt. They did not even
hear the noise of stones whizzing through the air, and as for
words, they would kill nobody. At last they paid no attention
whatever to the Farmer.

The Farmer saw that he would have to take other measures. He
wanted to save at least some of his grain. So he loaded his sling
with stones and killed several of the Cranes. This had the effect
the Farmer wanted, for from that day the Cranes visited his field
no more.